Ian McEwan

[wakingdreams113]

she could imagine herself, hurrying down now to her bedroom, to a clean block of lined paper and her marbled, bakelite fountain pen. she could see the simple sentences, the accumulating telepathic symbols, unfurling at the nib's end. she could write the scene three times over, from three points of view; her excitement was in the prospect of freedom

Comments

[ph0enix_rising]

so when can you come to UCI? i'll give em both to you for a flat $90 =)

[anonymous]

looking back at your lj, I forgot to comment, THAT is an awesome book.

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